dear Billy Burke,

Praise the Zwan. Skye is back. She moved back home. Which is good. For me. From a selfish point of view. Because I can talk to her. And on some points it's good for her too. She can be with her dog. But it's not right of course. Her mother pretty much assaulted her. She shouldn't have to be there.

We still have the future. I just wish the now would be better. I'm angry at myself for not being stronger. For not helping her more. I wish I wasn't so weak. So selfish. So slow. I just realized I went a whole month at work without skipping a day. No big deal. But it's taken me like a year to get to this point. And I'm still far from really doing properly there.

I don't know.

It snowed today. Reminded me of yesterday. Before the bad thing happened. Skye was all excited because it was snowing so much. More than it had snowed for years. And she was going to go outside with Sacha and take pictures and we were all smiling. Why does life always find ways to complicate things?

Why do I always find ways?

But I'm just glad to have her back. It's empty without her. And we'll get through it. Tiny steps will get you there too.

Maybe some day. One day. It'll be okay.

Billie don't be a hero. Make me one instead. Cause baby, I've tried...

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